Lay back softly when I’m dreaming of magic
Seeing my past while I get the drinking n hashing
My brain a do a flip hop jump and a halfspin
And create thoughts that a few could only imagine
Rurouni cut slash I’m a jaded assassin
With the smile of a man who parades in his madness
Run fast to your house near a stairway with glasses
Indian mind your brains where I bury the hatchet
Unlock my potential while pandora’s is closed tight
Candles lit in my bedroom while I ghostwrite
Often times I’ll jot a many verses that I won’t like
But they ain’t mine so fuck it the money hmm and its alright
I run my water its my only time to exercise
Won’t ride dirty cuz in life you get no second tries
I lose once I’m dead don’t get no extra guys
Retarded habitual untruth is hard I specialize
In special lies that keeps my mind in the cage
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